The rice made by Dongfang Mo is far from the boiled vegetable heart he cooks. It is not the same level as the same level. It is not just dry porridge, but also has a little bit of bitterness.

Fortunately, Mu Ru was very proud of her face. Not only did she eat it without any fault, but she also ate two big bowls, which made Dongfang Mo feel a little embarrassed.

After lunch, of course, the coolies such as washing dishes are still Dongfang Mo. When Dongfang Mo was washing dishes, Mu Ru made trouble behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and drew circles on his chest one after another.

.

Dongfang Mo's lower abdomen tensed almost the moment her body was pressed against, but the woman who had always been deserted turned into a little witch at this time. She knew that he was washing dishes, but she deliberately came to make trouble. Do you want him?

Lived?

Of course not, the prank woman's hands slowly slid down from his chest in circles until her lower abdomen, in the area of ​​his belly button, and whirlpools through the fabric, which made him anxious.

Finally, the bowl in his hand could no longer be washed, so he threw it into the pot with a clang, turned around, hugged the woman who was playing tricks, and then quickly walked upstairs.

"Hey, there is nothing on that bed." Mu Ru couldn't help but struggle in his arms and shout and remind him, regretting that she shouldn't have been tricked with him to provoke him. She was actually afraid that he would become a wolf.

Dongfang Mo then turned around and walked quickly out the door. Before Mu Ru could react, he had already pressed the car door through his trouser bag. She couldn't help but uh, that's fine.

It's true. Dongfang Mo quickly opened the car door and placed her directly in the back seat. He followed him up and touched somewhere in the back seat with his hands. The backrest of the seat was immediately put down, and it turned into an instant.

A bed.

"Hey, Dongfang Mo, no," she used her hand to stop the man who was reaching out to pull her clothes, and couldn't help begging for mercy: "Dongfang Mo, you said you would never play with me again...

The car was shocked..."

"This time, I won't let the car...ahem, it's shocked." He spoke shamelessly, but his hand reached into her skirt while he was talking, and then he found her boxer pants.

Muru couldn't help but shrink back, but the space in the car was so big, where could she shrink? In the end, wasn't she lying on the bed transformed into this seat?

He leaned sideways beside her, his hands did not stop, but his thin lips had already reached her ears and murmured to her in a low voice: "Mu Ru...wife...

I really miss you...well...do you...want me..."

Her originally resisting heart relaxed in an instant, and her back was suppressed by a hot hardness. Her body had already changed drastically when he murmured...

She silently, without saying a word, his hand pressed a little hard, turning her body over, Muru had to face him, trying to turn his face away from looking at him, but his big palm grabbed the back of her brain

, making her unable to hide.

His thin lips slowly pressed on her slightly dry pink lips. At first, it was just shallow, just feeling the tenderness and softness of her lips, and the thick tongue was fine and dense.
Chapter completed!